Minnesota Prairie Roots

Writing and photography by Audrey Kletscher Helbling

Honoring America locally in red, white & blue July 1, 2026

Red, white and blue define this front yard along First Street Southwest in Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

RED, WHITE AND BLUE banner everyday life annually around this time each year. I’m talking not only U.S. flags flying from poles, but much more. And this July 4, the 250th birthday of our nation, American pride seems especially abundant. Or maybe I’m simply noticing because of the milestone celebration.

Harvest Time Church in Faribault is celebrating the Fourth on July 5. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Whatever, I challenge you to see how your friends and neighbors, local businesses, churches and other organizations are celebrating and/or running with the July 4 theme.

A patriotic front window display at Keepers Antique Shop. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Locally, I found plenty of examples in expected, and unexpected, places. At Keepers Antique Shop along Central Avenue in Faribault, I always expect proprietor Nona Boyes to create a window display appropriately themed to a particular event. She didn’t disappoint, staging two mannequins draped in red, white and blue holding an American flag between them. The patriotic theme carries to a corner curio and additional window space. Boyes’ art education and background show in every single window display she creates for her antique shop.

A July 4 tabletop display at Books on Central, owned by the Rice County Area United Way and run by volunteers. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Across the street at Books on Central, I happened upon another July Fourth display, this one atop a table. Because this is a used bookshop, books center the space created by volunteer Jeanne Campbell with assistance from Mary Campbell.

“The Star Spangled Banner” was among patriotic songs performed at a recent concert by the Mankato Area Community Band in Faribault. Singer Barbara Dunker dressed in patriotic attire for the finale of “The Stars and Stripes Forever.” (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Books about the White House, “The Star Spangled Banner” and Alexander Hamilton are for sale along with other volumes artfully placed among mini American flags, a Betsy Ross statue and touches of red and white ribbon. “We the People—A Pictorial Celebration of America” and “1776” by Pulitzer Prize winning author David McCullough are also among the selections.

A holiday ribbon adds a festive touch to a straw hat worn by a woman attending a recent concert in Faribault’s Central Park. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

If you really want to get to the basics, you’ll find a pocket book of the U.S. Constitution propped in a front window display themed to celebrating the birth of this country.

A special holiday sale at Fashions on Central, selling used clothing for women with proceeds going to the local senior center, Buckham West. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

To the north on Central Avenue, Fashions on Central promoted a RED WHITE BLUE SALE on a sandwich chalkboard.

A State Bank of Faribault flower pot decorated with an American flag for the holiday. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

At the State Bank of Faribault, an American flag graces a lush pot of flowers outside the bank’s front entry.

A floral scene created by Faribault homeowner Kay in celebration of America’s 250th birthday. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

But it was red flowers planted in galvanized tubs and backdropping white hydrangea that drew my admiration for July Fourth floral plantings. I was en route to a garage sale in a south-side Faribault neighborhood when I spotted the work of gardener Kay, who planted red, white and blue flowers throughout her yard. She wasn’t home when I stopped. But her husband, Paul, promised to pass along my praise.

Gerda Dolman pieced together Lady Liberty. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

When I stopped at an estate sale, I purchased an unusual piece of art perfect for the Fourth of July. For $3, I snagged a puzzle of the Statue of Liberty pieced together by Gerda Dolman of Madison, Minnesota, when she was 100 years old. She lived to nearly 102, dying in 2021. Her son mounted the puzzle on wood. Gerda’s Lady Liberty now hangs on my dining room wall, a visual reminder of freedom, liberty and hope for all who came, and continue to come, to America. Like Gerda’s Norwegian ancestors.

I photographed this boy dressed in patriotic clothing and clinging to his mom’s leg at a recent car show in Dundas. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

As we celebrate our nation’s 250th birthday, I focus on those foundational words of liberty and freedom. I hope others do, too, as they don patriotic attire, enjoy parades and BBQs, watch fireworks, and consider all this nation has endured from the Revolutionary War to present.

For sale in the Rice County Historical Society gift shop, 250th anniversary caps. The RCHS is celebrating its 100th birthday this year. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo 2026)

This message lifted from the tabletop display at Books on Central says it all: “For 250 years, we have maintained and loved this country that was created as the great American experiment, an exercise in self-governance and respect and freedom. Long may this great experiment reign, cherished and supported by those it protects and honors. Happy birthday to the United States of America!”

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Cruisin’ to Dawn’s Corner Bar in Dundas June 30, 2026

The sun glares on the bumper of a 1969 Olds Cutlass 442. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

SUN GLARED OFF shiny chrome and gleaming hoods, surfaces waxed to prideful perfection for the monthly Classic Cruise In at Dawn’s Corner Bar in Dundas. The event was a first for me on a Sunday afternoon when I could have attended several other area car shows. But Randy and I chose Dundas.

An overview of the car show taken from the hill above the parking lot. That’s Dawn’s Corner Bar on the corner in the background. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

By car show standards, this proved a small event, compacted into a paved parking lot across the street from the bar along Railway Street North.

Gathering on the back deck of Dawn’s Corner Bar. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

While we meandered among the vehicles, which included cars, trucks and a few motorcycles, The Chad Johnson Trio played on the deck behind the bar. I remember only “Take Me Home, Country Roads,” the other songs becoming background music as I tuned into the car show.

Dawn’s Corner Bar in Dundas. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
Signage high above the front entrance to Dawn’s Corner Bar. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
Randy checks out Greg’s 1956 Chrysler. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

But outside and in (I peeked inside), people packed the place, enjoying the music, $2.50 domestic tap beer and $10 cheeseburger baskets. Greg, who drove his 1956 black-and-white Chrysler to the show with a Sears bike strapped to the rear, vouched for the sizable, tasty burgers. I should have thought ahead. But Randy grilled burgers the previous evening and I was neither hungry nor thirsty.

An old shed backdrops a 1930s Ford hotrod and a 1963 Buick. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I settled for appreciating and photographing vehicles driven to Dundas for a show-and-tell of sorts on a Sunday afternoon heating up to be a hot and humid week in southern Minnesota.

Lots of conversations happening at the car show. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Conversations flowed as classic vehicle enthusiasts discussed whatever you talk about when you’re really into cars. Randy, who worked as an automotive machinist in next door Northfield for nearly 40 years, talked to former customers. That included a guy who brought an old truck Randy worked on. I hear those stories all the time from grateful customers. Randy was, and is, really good at what he does and knows a whole lot about everything automotive.

Big Bird dangles inside a bright yellow Firebird. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I’m more interested in the quirky, the artsy, the unusual. A Big Bird dangling from a Big Bird-hued Firebird brought to mind my second daughter who, as a child, carried her much-beloved yellow Sesame Street stuffie everywhere.

The km/h speedometer of a Foggy Ducati motorcycle is marked with dots, presumably a visual for the driver to keep his speed in check. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

A vintage Honda motorcycle reminded me of my oldest brother revving up his bike, roaring across the farmyard, tires spitting gravel.

The show featured not only cars and trucks, but also several motorcycles. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I expect nearly everyone attending the show could share a story, for classic vehicles are the stuff of memories.

A beautiful, artsy shifter knob in a Ford hotrod. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Grandpa’s car. Siblings piling into a boat of a family car for a road trip. First car. Learning to drive a stick shift. Saturday night at a drive-in movie. A stop at the root beer stand. Racing down a back county road. Young love in a car parked at a dead end. Lights out under an inky dark sky. So many memories and stories.

A Model A Ford. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

As I walked among the many classic vehicles, I could only imagine the stories, told and untold. I wonder sometimes if that isn’t the real reason why people own these vehicles. It’s a way of holding onto the past, of connecting with previous generations, of reliving yesteryear, when life was, in many ways, less complicated.

A hood ornament that could grace an art gallery. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Some may consider their vehicles an investment. And maybe they are. An investment in life as it once existed in quieter, gentler times.

I have no idea what this car art symbolizes. But it caught my eye. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

By the end of my walk about the classic vehicles, I’d taken some 80 photos and engaged in several conversations. But mostly, I observed. The setting. The people. The vehicles. The art. After all that, and as the pavement was heating up I needed to cool off in air conditioning. I also needed a drink of icy cold water, although a beer may have hit the spot, too.

As noted on this 2017 tee, Henderson hosts a Classic Roll In. That happens from 5-8 p.m. every Tuesday, June-September. However, the Tuesday, June 30, show was cancelled due to the extreme heat. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

FYI: Dawn’s Corner Bar in Dundas hosts a Classic Car Cruise In from 11 a.m.-4 p.m. the last Sunday of the month June-September.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

From patriotic to salad songs, Mankato band mixes it up June 29, 2026

A crowd gathers in Faribault’s Central Park for a concert by the Mankato Area Community Band. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I EXPECTED AN EVENING of patriotic music performed by the Mankato Area Community Band, the group’s usual playlist during their annual summer show in Faribault. Instead, the band surprised the audience gathered June 25 in Central Park with a mix of patriotic, comedic and even feline-centric songs. Plus more.

The Mankato Area Community Band performs in the Central Park Bandshell. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I’m a fan of this band, which opened their free 7 p.m. Concerts in the Park performance with the “Star Spangled Banner,” followed by a song celebrating our nation’s 250th birthday. They ended the hour-long show with a rousing version of “The Stars and Stripes Forever.”

Stephanie Thorpe, in furry cat ears, meows. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

In between, though, they played a variety of music. Singers Stephanie Thorpe and Barbara Dunker meowed their way through “A Comic Duet for Two Cats,” complete in cat ears. They hammed it up, obviously having fun with the piece.

The Lime Jell-O Marshmallow Cottage Cheese Surprise Salad revealed to the audience during the concert. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

But it was was their role as church ladies singing composer William Bolcom’s “Lime Jell-O Marshmallow Cottage Cheese Surprise” that got the audience laughing, especially when the foil-covered salad was unveiled on the bandshell stage. That elevation of the salad reminds me of shows by the Looney Lutherans and the Church Basement Ladies, popular theatrical groups in Minnesota. It also reminds me of Jell-O salads my mom (and other women of her era) made for holiday meals or potlucks. I never cared for mayonnaise, carrots, celery, nuts or such in gelatin. Bananas in red Jell-O, yes.

The “church ladies,” Stephanie Thorpe, left, and Barbara Dunker, right, pose with their salad prop. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I caught the Mankato church ladies just after they exited the stage, grabbing a portrait of them with their infamous salad before they ducked into an equipment trailer/makeshift dressing room and changed into costumes for their next song. They were on the move in this high-energy show.

Mom and daughter relax on an inflatable lounger while listening to the music. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
This dog’s owners got him in the spirit with a patriotic scarf. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
A family looks at a How to Draw Farm Animals book while at the concert. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I continued to roam the park with my camera—people-watching, dog-watching, watching for anything that might tell a story about these weekly summer concerts that have become a community staple.

Central Park in Faribault, a beautiful natural setting for sommer concerts. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

For decades I’ve enjoyed many a beautiful Thursday summer evening of music and conversation at this concert series. All ages come here, settle into lawn chairs, park on benches, lounge on blankets laid upon the grass under a canopy of trees.

Band members play. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
Singer Barbara Dunker performs with the Mankato Area Community Band. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
The band photographed from a bandshell side door. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

As the sun lowers, shadows across Central Park, the music plays on. Kids play. Adults listen. Some read. Dogs nestle on laps or in the grass. It’s an almost Normal Rockwell-like scene. Americana.

American flags and patriotic decor decorated the bandshell area. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

“Amazing Grace” quiets the spirit. A song about lime Jell-O brings laughter. And patriotic songs spark a sense of gratitude for America, on the cusp of celebrating its 250th birthday in this, “the land of the free and home of the brave.”

While the Faribault Parks and Recreation concerts are free, donation boxes are sometimes set out to support performers. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

FYI: Faribault Concerts in the Park run through August. Next up is the Ya Ya Boys playing a mix of blues, old time rock n roll, outlaw country and Americana on July 2. Little Chicago, a cover band for hits of the 60s and 70s, performs on July 9.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Outside the grocery store June 27, 2026

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I crafted this sign in February to carry during protests in Faribault. My message remains relevant today in my community. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo by Randy Helbling)

THIS MORNING, outside a Faribault grocery store, I observed a White man overtly express his disgust for three Somalis. “Jesus Christ!” he exclaimed, looking directly at them.

I knew exactly what he meant. And it made me sick to hear the Lord’s name taken in vain by this man who clearly held nothing but disdain for Somalis. His tone of voice, his word choice, the way he looked at the trio told me precisely how he felt. And it was not loving, accepting or kind.

Here’s the situation leading to the man’s outburst: A Somali man, returning his cart to the grocery store cart corral, offered his cart to a Somali mom and her son heading into the grocery store. The cart rolled a short ways across the pavement. Not toward anyone. Not toward any vehicle. But it was enough to prompt the White guy to emphatically state, “Jesus Christ!”

I was so taken aback by his two words that I turned around and looked at him. He didn’t see me. He was walking away toward his parked vehicle. But I hope he felt the heat of the fire flaming from my eyes. Such intolerance does not sit well with me.

Onward I went with my grocery shopping, crossing paths occasionally with the Somali mom and her son, about 13. I waited in the check out line behind them, observed the son unloading groceries and then packing them to wheel out in his cart.

As I walked toward my vehicle, I saw the boy wheeling his cart back toward the grocery store. I stopped him. “I’m so proud of you for helping your mom,” I said after confirming the woman was his mother. His face lit up into a broad smile. “Thank you,” he said.

Two words. Beautiful. Appreciative. And nothing at all like the words spoken by the man who failed to see what I saw—a mom and her son heading into the grocery store on a Saturday morning. Just like me.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Barns, an enduring symbol of farming June 25, 2026

This barn sits along Minnesota State Highway 57 north of Mantorville. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

IF A SINGLE BUILDING symbolizes agriculture in Minnesota, it is a barn.

A massive barn in the Cosmos area, which is northwest of Hutchinson. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Barns hold the history of farming within their walls. They hold the stories of farm families who labored therein. They hold memories—the heat of cattle, the lingering scent of manure, the pulse of milking machines, the scurrying of barn cats and much more.

Barns also hold heartaches and challenges and the satisfaction and rewards that come with farming.

A farm site in the Arlington area with a signature red barn. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

To step inside a barn, or even to observe one from a distance as I did on recent trips out and about in rural Minnesota, is to understand the importance agriculture plays in this state.

Photographed traveling west of Cosmos on Minnesota State Highway 7. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Sure, farming has changed. Many barns no longer house animals, once a farm staple, as ag has shifted to crop farming. But at its core, this profession, this way of life, still centers rural parts of Minnesota, keeps small towns going. I saw that, from Mantorville to Faribault and from Faribault to Morris and back home.

A grain elevator complex with fading “Grove City Market Company” signage. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Barns dominate farm sites just like grain elevators landmark many small rural communities.

Efforts have been made to upkeep the aged farm building, likely a small barn, on the left. This is along Minnesota State Highway 57 between Mantorville and Wanamingo. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

While I see too many dilapidated barns fallen into heaps of rotting wood, I also see those that are well-cared for, still standing strong against the ravages of time and weather. I know that comes at a cost to the landowner. Keeping a barn properly roofed and painted is a major expense. I appreciate efforts to preserve barns built by generations past.

A farm site in, I believe, Sibley County. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

My ancestry traces to farming, to German immigrants who arrived in America, eventually making their way to southwestern Minnesota. There they found rich dark soil in which to plant seeds. Land upon which to build farmhouses, barns and other buildings necessary to the operation of a farm.

Still standing…the old barn and the old corn crib to the left. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I am rooted in farming. I worked inside the barn my father built. I shoveled manure, scooped silage, pushed a wheelbarrow heaping with ground feed, carried pails brimming with milk, bedded straw, tossed hay bales from the hayloft, fed calves… I worked the land, too, picking rock and pulling cockleburrs. I carried lunch to my dad and uncles on hot summer days of baling hay.

Based on the side door and address number on the building, this barn near Hutchinson has been refashioned into perhaps a home or business. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

There is nothing romantic about farming. It is hard work. It is a risky business affected by weather, markets, prices, too many factors out of a farmer’s control.

A farm site near Mantorville along Minnesota State Highway 57. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Yet, I will unequivocally state that I am incredibly thankful I grew up on a working farm. The lessons learned there about working together, about forging forward despite setbacks, about standing independent and strong are ingrained in me.

A pick-up truck kicks up dust along a gravel road in the Cosmos area. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

My dad laughed when I told him I wanted to be a farmer when I grew up. He knew better. There was nothing to keep me on the farm. And so I left, went to college, became a journalist. But even though physically-removed from the farm, I’ve always carried my ruralness within me, reflected in my writing and photography.

This massive barn near Hutchinson appears to have been repurposed for another use besides sheltering animals. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I find myself still drawn to rural scenes. A farm site. A grain elevator. A gravel road. Cattle grazing. Farm machinery, especially tractors, traversing fields. These all define agriculture. But it is the barn which symbolizes farming and the enduring strength and hope of a farmer.

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NOTE: I took these photos from the front passenger seat, either through the windshield or side window while traveling at highway speeds. Locations of several photos are not noted as I don’t recall the exact locations.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

A potluck of rural Minnesota street photography June 24, 2026

Photographed in Kenyon. Two guys and a tractor. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

EVERYDAY LIFE presents snapshots of ordinary moments worthy of documentation. So, when I’m out and about in public places, I look for those unique storytelling moments. To capture them with my camera gives me a sense of satisfaction. To share those images is to share a slice of life.

Defined, this is candid street photography. People just going about their daily lives when I take a photo unnoticed. I’m always respectful in my photography, often opting for side or back images. Occasionally I ask for a posed portrait. But my preference is always natural, unscripted.

Our destination, All Seasons Thrift Store in Kenyon. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo 2024)

Recently, upon a return road trip from Rochester, Randy and I stopped in small town Kenyon to shop at a downtown thrift store. But before we could even exit the van, I noticed two guys across the street standing by a mid-1950s International Harvester Farmall tractor chained onto a trailer.

I can only guess at their conversation. Perhaps they were bartering over a price, talking repairs or reminiscing. But the scene was so typical rural Minnesota. Guys dressed in their work-worn jeans (one with suspenders), sturdy work boots and everyday shirts engaged deep in conversation. Only their seed corn caps were missing.

A scene along Central Avenue during the June 19 Car Cruise Night shows a Mexican restaurant in the background (right), one of several in downtown Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

The scene was decidedly different in Faribault the next evening. While attending Car Cruise Night, two Somali women crossed my path on Central Avenue. I smiled and greeted them as they continued down the sidewalk. They carried textiles similar to those I’ve seen in storefront windows of some local Somali-owned businesses.

Downtown Faribault is home to numerous Somali-owned businesses. Many Somalis also live in the downtown area. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I appreciated the moment because the women reflect the cultural diversity of my community. The demographics of Faribault, of Minnesota, have changed a lot in recent years and I’m happy to showcase that in my work.

A street scene in downtown Willmar. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Some 135 miles to the northwest in Willmar, I once again saw the cultural diversity of a city which is home to many Latinos and those with East African roots, especially Somalis. A short walk and drive about the downtown confirmed that.

This young man invited me to take his portrait in downtown Willmar. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

While photographing an artsy street bench, I encountered a young man sitting on a large planter box. I noticed his patriotic-themed shirt featuring a liberty bell against a backdrop American flag and the message, Let Freedom Ring. “I like your shirt,” I said, as he pulled out his ear buds and then invited me to take his photo. I jumped at the chance to photograph him, creating a memorable portrait. He reflects the diversity of his community. And his t-shirt made a strong statement about liberty during this, the 250th birthday year of a nation built by immigrants.

Sweets Ice Cream in Kerkhoven in far western Minnesota. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Up the road some 20 miles northwest of Willmar, I took a street portrait, literally in the street, outside the Kerkhoven Civic Center. The building houses city hall, the library, a heritage room and a community gathering space. It’s just down the street from an ice cream shop along busy U.S. Highway 12.

Leaving a potluck on a Saturday afternoon in Kerkhoven. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

After enjoying bowls heaping with scoops of key lime pie ice cream and maple nut ice cream from Sweets Ice Cream, Randy and I headed for the van. That’s when I saw a guy leaving the civic center with a crockpot in hands. I stood in the middle of the street—you can do that in Kerkhoven, population around 800—and took his photograph.

If anything says “Minnesota,” it’s a potluck. I didn’t track the guy down to ask if he had any leftovers. I wasn’t hungry after eating all that ice cream. But I was delighted to photograph him in this signature Minnesota moment.

Candid street photography tells a story within a moment of time. History. A record of everyday life. And when I can snapshot that, I feel a sense of accomplishment because I’ve documented a moment worth honoring, worth sharing, worth much more than a thousand words.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Car cruise connects community June 22, 2026

An old International made rat rod. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

ARTSY FLAMES BLAZED across the hood and doors of the 1940 International Harvester pick-up truck, grabbing my attention as I walked among the vehicles parked along several blocks of historic Central Avenue during the June 19 Faribault Car Cruise Night.

Historic buildings lining Central Avenue make a fitting yesteryear backdrop for the car show. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

The creative rat rod, with its handcrafted claw hands grasping the side mirrors, its interior plastered with stickers, brown paper bag “air bag,” back end wrenches, rat sculptures and more proved a draw and a conversation starter.

People stop to chat between looking at vehicles while a driver heads for a parking spot. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

And, for me, that’s part of the point of these summer cruises—bringing community together in conversation with each other. Owners of rat rods, collector, antique and other vehicles are always open to chatting it up. And so are those who come here. Friends. Family. Neighbors. And strangers become acquaintances via introductions.

Rockin’ it with Triple Stitch, the featured band. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

While I like to talk, I also like to unobtrusively observe. And listen. On this evening, the music of Lonsdale-based Triple Stitch blasted, a guitarist rocking it to “Summer of 69” on the portable stage set up in the street.

One of several food trucks parked downtown during the car cruise. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Across the way, an employee at the Twisted Chicken food truck grilled. Other food trucks and local restaurants also offered food. Several shops opened their doors for special Friday evening hours during the cruise.

When I arrived at 6 p.m., people were just beginning to show up. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

The downtown filled with more and more people as the evening progressed. It was good to see a crowd along Central enjoying themselves on a comfortable summer evening that later cooled to jacket weather.

Fashion meets vintage at the car show. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I saw babies in arms and strollers. A little girl cradling her baby doll. Couples walking hand-in-hand. A young man dressed in a fashionable suit leaning against the side of the Black Sheep Auto Sales vintage pick-up truck.

Dogs, people and automobiles. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Teens on scooters. Dogs on leashes and one running loose, the owner seemingly not caring about her dog roaming among the throngs of people. I kept my distance.

This racer tried blowing on his race car to move it down the track. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

A race track outside the toy store drew kids to race mini-cars down a swooping race track. It was sheer joy to watch their excitement, to see their smiles.

These mini models proved popular with the kids. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Across the street, kids clamored into small-scale vehicles meant just for them.

Craig, proud owner of a vintage ambulance. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I caught up briefly with Craig, who owns an old ambulance, which he sold then somehow managed to buy back after realizing he’d made a mistake by selling the emergency vehicle.

This shiny vintage Plymouth drew lots of admirers. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

A show volunteer advised me to check out his rusty truck parked on the south end of Central. He showed me a photo on his phone so I could be sure to find it. I later found the pick-up near a shiny black Plymouth on a trailer, just as he said I would.

Even something as simple as a beautifully written name appeals to me artistically. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
Faribault has its own car club, the Drag-On’s. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)
Sticker love. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Occasionally I asked my automotive machinist husband questions. Randy is incredibly knowledgeable about anything vehicle-related. He views this show from a mechanical perspective unlike my artistic viewpoint. I’m drawn to shiny chrome reflecting buildings, hood ornaments, car emblems, the fancy floral patterned upholstery in a vintage Cadillac, the curve of a fender…

A special red, white and blue car became a canvas for car show attendees to sign their names after donating $1 to do so. Proceeds will support veterans and suicide prevention through the organization Operation 23-0. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Interests in car shows can be as diverse as the people who attend, including those who signed a patriotic car promoting an upcoming car show. The BlackTop Cruisers Midwest “Fall of Summer Car Show” is set for 11 a.m.-3 p.m. on Saturday, October 3, at South Alexander Park in Faribault.

Checking out a car on the south end of Central Avenue during Faribault Car Cruise Night. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I love seeing the mix of people crossing paths, mingling, mixing and coming together at car shows. While cars, trucks and motorcycles draw people to downtown Faribault on a Friday evening, the summer car cruises are, at their core, about community.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Juneteenth: You “shall be free” June 19, 2026

A slavery bill included in the exhibit “Testify: Americana Slavery to Today” from the Diane and Alan Page collection and exhibited previously in Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

CONSIDER FOR A MOMENT the significance of Juneteenth. On this date in 1865, news of the Emancipation Proclamation finally reached enslaved African Americans in Galveston, Texas.

Imagine the jubilation of learning that you might really and truly be free. I expect that may have been difficult for many to believe. But two years earlier, President Abraham Lincoln signed the document ending slavery in states that had seceded from the Union. Not all states. Only those that had been part of the Confederacy.

The proclamation reads in part: I do order and declare that all persons held as slaves within said designated States, and parts of States, are, and henceforward shall be free… What powerful words—shall be free.

A portion of a photo by Steve Somerstein included in the exhibit “Selma to Montgomery, Marching Along the Voting Rights Trail.” (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

While slavery ended long ago, the struggle continues for anyone whose skin is other than white. Injustices and racial discrimination remain. To think otherwise is to be in denial. Look what’s happening with gerrymandering and voting rights. Consider cases of police brutality and incarcerated Black men who were later cleared of crimes they did not commit. Consider poverty.

And remember the Civil Rights movement, the fight for equality that happened long after slaves were declared free. But not equal.

Juneteenth marks a day to reflect on how far we have come and how far we have yet to go. I care about this personally. My 18-month-old grandson is bi-racial. And although he looks decidedly White with light skin and a head of blonde curls, the blood of slavery runs through his ancestral veins. Some day he will learn about the Emancipation Proclamation and the struggles that preceded and followed.

Joyful Nigerian-themed art created by a friend. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

And I hope that when he understands, he will celebrate Juneteenth in a big way. He already loves music, bopping his head and swaying his body to the beat of songs thrumming from his toys.

Juneteenth holds the same joyfulness. The spirit of freedom and celebration encompassed in the words of the Emancipation Proclamation. You shall be free.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Music, cars & more music this evening in Faribault

Photos of Beatles John Lennon and George Harrison were featured in this display photographed in a southern Minnesota antique shop many years ago. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo 2015)

FROM CLASSIC BEATLES to songs by legends like Johnny Cash and Tom Petty to originals, you can hear plenty of music in Faribault this evening.

A scene from a past Car Cruise Night in downtown Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted file photo)

Triple Stitch, a punk/rock ‘n roll band from Lonsdale, plays on an outdoor stage in the heart of downtown during the 6-9 p.m. monthly Car Cruise Night along Central Avenue. This event brings out the crowds to view vintage and collector vehicles against a backdrop of historic buildings.

While I often find the music too loud, others may not. I just move onto the next block. Triple Stitch performs some originals and then songs by legendary musicians.

(Promo credit: The Cathedral of Our Merciful Saviour, Faribault)

A few blocks away from 7-9 p.m. inside the historic Cathedral of Our Merciful Saviour, GIRL—A Beatles Tribute Band, performs classic Beatles cover songs. The group consists of the mother-daughter-sister trio of Barb and Lauren Piper and Mary Bolton.

Both concerts are free, although donations are accepted at the Cathedral concert. Acoustics inside the massive church make listening to music there particularly enjoyable.

Hopefully the weather clears and opens to a rain-free Friday evening for the car show and outdoor concert. But, “if the rain comes” or not, GIRL will still sing Beatles songs inside the Cathedral.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling

 

Shopping for recycled art in Paradise June 18, 2026

Shoppers look through art in a gallery at the Paradise Center for the Arts during a Recycled Art Sale. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I EXPECTED TO POP in and out in perhaps a half hour. But instead, I spent a good hour-plus filing through art at the Paradise Center for the Arts’ comeback Recycled Art Sale.

The Paradise Center for the Arts is located at 321 Central Avenue North in the heart of downtown Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Nearly 10 years have passed since the Faribault arts center last solicited donations to sell to the art-loving public at discount prices as low as $1. As a thrifty art lover, I appreciate the opportunity to buy unique, affordable art while simultaneously supporting the Paradise.

A promotional poster lists sale hours. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

On Wednesday afternoon, opening day of the four-day sale which ends with Saturday, June 20, hours of 10 a.m.-2 p.m., the place buzzed with people looking for art to take home.

A certified piece of art titled “Freddie the Freeloader by Red Skelton.” (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Hundreds and hundreds of pieces filled the three main gallery spaces and the smaller student gallery and hallway, plus the gathering space outside the galleries. So much art. Plus frames and art books and mirrors. At times I felt overwhelmed. But not enough that I stopped looking.

An overview of the main gallery filled with original art by Faribault area artists. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

The main gallery features the original art of Faribault area artists, all of the artwork hung on walls or displayed on pedestals. This art is priced a bit higher, but still affordable for an original.

Rhody Yule painted the floral in the foreground and the paintings to the right of the still life. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I saw several pieces by my friend Rhody Yule, a Faribault sign painter who also painted portraits, landscapes and the occasional still life. I helped coordinate his one and only art show at the Paradise in January 2011. Six months later, he died at age 92.

More local original art for sale in the main gallery. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Memories of my friendship with Rhody and his creativity made me smile as I viewed his over-sized landscapes, his floral and several other paintings. Maybelle Stark’s pheasant art reminded me that I have her 1959 painting of the H.H. King Mill in my art stash at home.

Known-to-me artist Maybelle Stark painted the pheasant and Dana Hanson the portraits shown here. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

And in one corner I noticed portraits created by former Faribault resident Dana Hanson. I watched her paint portraits of musicians during Thursday evening concerts in Faribault’s Central Park. Missing from the gallery display was her portrait of Bob Dylan, once filling the blank space next to Judy Garland and below Elvis. Her portrait of “Faribault’s Founding Fathers”—Alexander Faribault, Taopi and Bishop Henry Whipple—hangs in Buckham Memorial Library.

More local art, including boxes filled with unframed floral paintings by Geri Nelson. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I bet many of the shoppers at the recycled art sale could share stories of other local artists. Some were artists themselves, shopping for artwork and for frames for their own art.

The art for sale is more than just prints and paintings. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

Others, like me, were simply searching for art to bring into our homes. From prints to originals, it was all there along with pottery, ceramics and more. Framed art on the floor leaning into each other. Art in boxes. Art on tables. Art on walls. Art on shelves. So much art.

One of the art pieces I purchased. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I found five pieces for $10, all but one custom-framed. Three are portraits of African women, two with children. Another features an abstract depiction of “Indian Market,” colorful poster art from Santa Fe. I can’t pinpoint a particular reason why I chose this art. Perhaps it’s because I’m currently drawn to diversity and pops of color. These pieces differ from most of the art I own, art which I regularly rotate.

A trio of original art by a local artist with the last name of Underwood signed on his/her work. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

I also purchased a woodcut print (#25 of 50), “Navigating the Attachment Journey,” by northern Minnesota artist and children’s book illustrator Betsy Bowen. I’ve always appreciated her nature-themed art crafted today in her studio inside a former historic Lutheran church in Grand Marais.

Offerings included this historic photo of Leary’s Livery in Faribault. (Minnesota Prairie Roots copyrighted photo June 2026)

On this day, the historic Paradise theater held a whole lot of art from a whole lot of artists. Among the hundreds of pieces, I found new-to-me art to which I felt connected. The walls of my home may not be gallery walls. But they are walls where I showcase art that speaks to me, moves me, brings me joy. And that, to me, should define our personal art choices.

© Copyright 2026 Audrey Kletscher Helbling